Shards of glass piercing through my skin;
Torn thoughts of sensual sin.
The hearts that break as well as the souls;
Feeling like you'll never quite be part of a whole.
Life is a cruel fucked up joke;
Everything is just a hoax.
My idea of reality has clear cut cracks;
I will never get my life back.
As teardrops fall from the sky;
Just another person hung out to dry.
Savoring the salty tears from self-afflicted sympathy.
Mindlessly listening to the sounds of another forgotten symphony.
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